my grandmother Chase

my grandmother Chase

Having young parents often means having young grandparents. Mom was eighteen when I was born. For much of my childhood, I enjoyed both grandmothers and grandfathers and three great grandmothers. I loved the reaction I would get from people when … Continue reading

pear tarte tatin for Sara

pear tarte tatin for Sara

I’ve lusted after tarte tatin since I began cooking. Given that commercial puff pastry has been available at the super market for years, I’m not sure why I’ve been so timid to try it. Over the weekend, I threw caution … Continue reading

summer 2013 – sad it’s over

summer 2013 – sad it’s over

I thought for a moment that I might not go back to the city. It’s been a perfect summer. Zucchini blossoms stuffed with homemade ricotta then deep fried and drizzled with marinara I can’t blog about everything we eat. I’d never … Continue reading

my children are not perfect

my children are not perfect

Months ago, a friend sincerely said to me, “I’m so sick of reading about your perfect kids!” I tried not to react. I tried harder not to breathe. Breathing would allow me to cry. I needed to feign professionalism; a … Continue reading

the best bread recipe

the best bread recipe

When you’re the mother of three little girls who my girls are twenty seven love bread and when they were little would choose it, hands down, over all other food, you bake a lot of homemade bread. I was constantly on the … Continue reading

Mom it’s not my favorite.

I asked my daughter Meg if she would write a post for my blog last year. I found this in my inbox today… “Mom it’s not my favorite”.  When I was growing up, my mom would often hear those words … Continue reading